We had been driving for three hours now and were out of the city heading to Tylers house.
Tyler was our hook-up for fake IDs. So far my names had been Jenny, Brooke, Alice, Samantha, Nicole, Debbie, and Ashley -that one i got to pick along with a couple more that i dont remember.
*knock knock knock
Tyler had a camera on his porch on the top corner, we saw it move to point at us and like the classy woman i am i flipped it off. The door swung open a few second latet.
"Look who we have here! My favorite old hag an my favorite drink, come in come in. Make yourselves at home."
"Aren't you the greatest host ever" i said sarcastically
"I sence sarcasm nessy." He joked
I actually like Tyler he was a really cool guy.
"So let me guess... new IDs. Am i right?"
"Yeah. Just got done with another sale" my mother explained.
"What was the prize this time" Tyler asked.
"This guy had cocaine i sold her for 50 pounds" she said proudly.
"Hmm... Okay Jennifer" my mothers actual name
"What name would you like this time?"
"Lets go with- Marissa... that sounds like a motherly name doesn't it"
-heh. I huffed to myself
*SLAP
my mother had slapped me with all of her strengh. I could feel the warmth of her hand still printed on my cheek. I was on the floor hissing in pain holding my cheeck.
"What was that?" She asked annoyed.
"What was what!?- you fucking bitch-" i yelled
"Dont act stupid!"
She grabbed a hand full of my hair and yanked me close to her.
"What was that little laugh of yours! Don't you think im a great mother to you! ARE YOU FUCKING STARVING!? DO YOU SLEEP ON THE FUCKING STREETS!"
She let go of my hair by pushing me back down. I cried silently and let my hair fall over my face to cover it. She had stood up and was about to kick me.
"HEY! hey.- thats enough just leave her there we got to get this shit done! Come on"
My mother calmed down and walked upstairs to the "photoroom", which was actually just a bed room with the windows covered with black curtains and the set up was similar to the once used at school for "picture day".
Once she was out of sight Tyler came to my side and helped me up.
"Hey... come on lets see"
He pulled me up to my feet and took a look at my cheeck.
"Shes a real bitch huh?" He asked silently
"Yeah... she is" i tried to hold back my tears
"She left scratch marks. You're not bleeding to bad, but there are dots of blood. Come on well clean that up"
He lead me to the downstairs bathroom and close the door. Quickly scanned his shelfs for the right supplies. Alcohol and cotton balls.
"This is gana sting a bit"
I hissed again feeling the slight burning sensation on my face.
"There now its clean. Now leave it alone it'll heal just fine."
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Escape From My Prison
FanfictionA black veil brides fan fiction. Hennessys mother cares more about drugs than she cares about her. How much? Well read and see. Too bad Hennessy thinks she is free and falls into the life all bvb fans want... she has no idea what is coming her way.
